I can’t say I like RV parks anywhere. It feels so much like camping in a parking lot to me. Everyone is so close to each other, there’s all that concrete going on and those monster buses! Holy cow!
Blow. Me. Away.
Part of me wants to ask why those people are traveling anyway, if they are just bringing their entire home with them, but then I take a sip of some Chill and try and zen out. It takes all kinds to make the world turn, right?
We don’t have to stay in an RV park because our rig is self sufficient. Our power is solar, we have a small portable toilet inside and we bring our own water. Regardless of that, we usually camp in RV parks or designated campgrounds because it feels safe, there is wifi, usually a space for the kids to play, showers and laundry. It’s convenient.
Camping in a parking lot, but convenient.
RV Parks in Mexico
That was cool for the US, but after we stayed in the Totonaka campground in San Carlos, it just felt really weird. Like, huh. Here we are in MEXICO, surrounded by white retirees from the US (with a few from Germany sprinkled in, judging from their license plates and rigs), with the only Mexicans around being the people who are maintaining the establishment. It didn’t feel right to us.
So for a while, we were trying some other things out: we’d ask locals about camping – that turned out to be our best experience yet. We asked an elderly man sitting out in El Fuerte. He jumped up (and looked so much like my Grandpa Knobby that tears immediately sprang to my eyes) and led us to his back gate and we camped in his back yard (with the chickens running around) for 50 pesos. Awesome.
We also tried camping in the parking lot of those pay-by-the-hour motels (!!!!). Not bad – usually in a good location, super cheap to park/camp and felt safe. But weird. Really weird.
Then we noticed that the further south we went, the more the license plates on rigs changed. There were far more Mexican plates than foreign.
In Guadalajara, the RV Park was entirely Mexican. Mexicans camping, Mexicans in their full-time rigs and Mexicans who had built houses around their rigs. It was fascinating to see how different things were in a completely-Mexican RV Park (- the pool was dead, for instance, but the attention to the trees! It was like camping in an arboretum!).
We are enjoying RV parks more, the further south we go. We like having Mexican neighbors in Mexico, it feels great to be vacationing with Mexicans in their own country.
Here are some photos from along the way:
Also using iOverlander, which is a new app developed by Jessica from LifeRemotely. It’s just beginning, so I’ve actually added some campgrounds that we were at (-like at Stone Island across from Mazatlan). Free, in the app store, check it out – the more of us that use it, the better it will get